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The following scene of the Devils drinking in their subterraneous dwelling, though cleverly imagined, is such as, perhaps, no cookery of style could render palatable to an English audience. "SCENE. The Devils' Cave. "1st Dev. Come, Urial, here's to our resurrection. "2d Dev. It is a toast I'd scarcely pledge by my life, I think we're happier here. "3d Dev.
They apply themselves, moreover, chiefly to questions in which no alien Government like that of India can take the initiative without serious risk of being altogether ahead of native opinion and arousing dangerous antagonism. As Mr. Lala Dev Raj, the chairman of the last Social Conference at Lahore, for instance, put it:
"By the way, the rascals robbed me before on this very road. My pistols shall be loaded this time. Mr. Cheerly, you had better order the horses; one may as well escape the nightfall." "Certainly, my lord, certainly. Jem, the horses immediately! Your lordship will have another cutlet?" "Not a morsel!" "A tart?" "A dev ! not for the world!" "Bring the cheese, John!" "Much obliged to you, Mr.
"Yo' ... yo' looked so funny a-fallin' over thet thar dawg, an' a-rollin' on the floor," her words bubbled forth. "I'm glad that you have something to laugh about, but dev ... deucedly sorry that I made you burn yourself, child," answered Donald, awkwardly.
It was a good dinner; we had consulted over each item from cocktails to liqueurs, and we are both distinctly fussy about food. "I do mean it!" insisted my guardian. Dunny has the biggest heart in the world, with a cayenne layer over it, and this layer is always thickest when I am bound for distant parts. "I mean every word of it, I tell you, Dev."
The taxi, which had been crawling, came to a final halt, and a hungry horde, falling on my impedimenta, lowered them from the driver's seat. "No, I'll not come on board, Dev," said my guardian. "I I couldn't stand it. Good-by, my dear boy." We clasped hands again; then I felt his arm resting on my shoulder, and flung both of mine about him in an old-time, boyish hug. "Au revoir, Dunny.
By my old father's memory, I'd rather be the blindest mole that ever skulked in darkness, the lord of one poor hole, where he might say, 'I'm master here. "2d Dev. You are too hot where shall concord be found, if even the devils disagree? Come fill the glass, and add thy harmony while we have wine to enlighten us, the sun be hanged!
And "Hullo, what the dev " began Mr Middlecoat, when Cai promptly chimed "Fifty!" For the new bidder was 'Bias, of course: and well, in a flash, Cai guessed his game. Since Mrs Bosenna chose to tarry, 'Bias was bidding against him. It was a duel. Should 'Bias win and present her with these coveted two acres? Never! "Sixty!" "Here, I say!" Mr Middlecoat was heard to gasp in protest.
What the dev ? You hadna' got my address." "I had your legal address this house, and I left the notice for you in the parlour. And as you didn't repay I I took possession as mortgagee, and now I'm I'm foreclosing." "Thou'rt foreclosing!" Silas stood up in the tub, staggered, furious, sweating.
She's engaged to me." "She was engaged to you. She's now engaged to him." "To him? Who the dev er what are you driving at? Who's the man?" "Frank." "Frank!" Andrew stared at his father incredulously. "I don't believe a word of it." "Well, you may ask Frank if you like; but I assure you you can take my word for it."
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